Page 103 of One Unexpected Gift

“It looked like you were having a pretty intense conversation with yourself. Are you okay?”

“Sometimes it needs a reminder to behave.” He dipped his chin to his lap. “You have this effect on him, making him think before I get a chance to make my moves.”

“You’re blaming me for you thinking with your dick instead of your head.”

“Darlin’. You can’t talk dirty while I’m driving or we’ll never get to where we’re going.”

“Which is?”

“What I’ve learned about Skylar Jane Hayes. She doesn’t like surprises.”

“I love surprises.”

“Then hush up and enjoy the ride.”

“Is that sexy talk or Jeep talk?”

“Both, baby. Both.”

Ten minutes later Nick pulled into the empty parking lot to The Zone. “Are we going bowling?”

“No. I need to check on something real quick.”

“Want me to wait in the car?” He looked at her like she said she was going to slash his tires. “Okay, I’ll come with you.”

“Damn straight,” he muttered, taking her hand, and guiding her quickly to the back door.

Whatever he needed to do, it seemed he was in a hurry. Which made sense since time was not on her side with a baby that relied on her as a food source.

With no windows except for a row on the other end by the bar, it was completely dark inside The Zone. She followed Nick past the arcade then through the bar and to his office. He unlocked the door and gently ushered her inside.

There was the subtle click of the light switch being turned on then the not-so-subtle click of the lock on his office door. Sky spun around and cocked her head in question at Nick who leaned against the door, all mischief and lust.

“What’s going on?”

He propped one foot against the door and lowered his gaze down her body. A sex vixen she was not in her jeans and sweatshirt. She hadn’t changed since their after-breakfast walk. Since Nick was in his cargo jeans and Houston Astros hoodie, she hadn’t thought twice about her outfit.

Now, with his sultry eyes eating her up like she was a melting ice cream cone he needed to lick, she wished she’d at least worn her good underwear. That had been her plan after her morning shower, which hadn’t happened yet.

“Do you remember the last time you were in my office?”

It was a silly question since they’d talked about it just the other day. Sky would have said just that if she could find her voice. Instead, she swallowed and nodded.

“Do you know how hard it is for me to get any work done when all I can think about is you gripping on to the edge of my desk and the noises you made while you tried so hard not to make any noise?”

Again, he’d mentioned this many times before as well. Again, Sky nodded.

“Do you know how many times I fantasized about making love to you again on my desk?”

“You’re stealing my fantasy now,” she said, her words coming out in a hoarse whisper.

“Our fantasy.” He pushed off the door with his foot and she instinctively took a step back. Not to get away from him, but to bring them closer to his desk. “This time, no one is around so you don’t have to worry about muffling your screams.”

“Screams, huh?” She perched her butt on the edge of his desk, no longer confused about why they were at The Zone before opening hours. “You sound pretty confident in yourself, cowboy.”

“I’m extremely confident in knowing exactly where you like to be touched.” He moved closer to her but didn’t touch. Not even their toes, yet there was only a half inch space between their shoes. “I know how much it turns you on when I trace your lips with my finger.”

He reached out his hand and barely scraped his finger along her lower lip. She leaned into him, wanting to feel more of his touch.

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